The unique advantage of Chen Ping's Taoism is naturally the golden beads in his body.

His current spiritual consciousness is more than 20,000 feet, so it stands to reason that he can try to explore the deeper space of the Golden Pearl to see if any new Earth Cover treasures appear.

However, before that, he planned to sort out the gains from the battle on Wuhui Island.

…

Another few days flew by.

Chen Pingping sat expressionlessly, with two storage rings lying in his palms.

Tong Huyun's realm was relatively low, so he opened the restrictions within the ring without any effort.

But when the storage ring of Qiyuan Sanren was broken, the situation was completely opposite.

This person's ring has several strange and strange restrictions on it.

Chen Ping didn't know how to crack it, so he used the ice spirit crystal flame to forcefully melt it for seven days and seven nights, before the sound of the forbidden "pop" and "pop" breaking could be heard in his ears.

After he excitedly poked his consciousness into it, a look of great disappointment appeared on his face.

Among the relics of Qi Yuan Lao Dao, there is no inheritance of Qi Sect's art.

"Oh, it's really uncomfortable to have the most precious treasure in your hand but not be able to use it."

Chen Ping bared his teeth, waved his sleeves, and eight small scrolls were arranged on his chest.

This was the pagoda carrier that he defeated with the combination of human and sword.

At this time, the eight scrolls were filled with black air, exuding a shuddering aura, and they had obviously regained their spirituality.

Chen Ping was deeply touched by the power of this treasure.

What's even more amazing is that the combination of man and sword seemed to destroy only the illusion, without causing any harm to the treasure's body.

Chen Ping was naturally salivating over such a powerful effect.

But before he could be happy for long, a basin of cold water was poured on him, and the magic power could not move the landscape scroll.

Thinking that this is a rare treasure, there should be a unique secret to its activation.

But there was no trace of old Taoist Qi Yuan's body, the secret method was lost, and Chen Ping was helpless.

He had no choice but to put the scroll away and deal with it later.

Although Qi Yuan was the number one person in Liuli Sea, he lost two high-grade Taoist artifacts in the war and his net worth was greatly reduced.

Therefore, Chen Ping's harvest cannot be called huge, and is worth about three million spiritual stones.

And Tong Huyun is a Yuandan monk who has just been promoted. He also has to cultivate spiritual beasts, and his life is relatively miserable.

There are very few items in the entire storage ring, and half a million spirit stones are overestimated.

However, Chen Ping found something interesting in this person's spiritual beast bracelet.

There is half a mile of space inside the bracelet, and a third-level spiritual tree is planted there.

A huge gray ball hangs upside down on a branch.

Taking a closer look, the gray ball is actually made up of shiny black things, the size of a fist, like giant grapes, exuding the slightest bit of cold air.

Twelve large grapes beat slightly, obviously living creatures full of vitality.

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows and his eyes fell on a jade slip suspended next to him.

"Insect eggs?"

His spiritual consciousness swept in, and after a moment, he looked at the gray ball carefully again without changing his expression.

Inside the jade slips, there are records related to Tong Huyun’s daily animal training.

To be precise, it was a diary he wrote casually.

These "grapes" in front of me are actually the eggs laid by the five second-order beetles that Tong Huyun released as a wall of flesh before.

The horned beetle has quite a history.

"Flying Rockwing Evil" is a nearly extinct ancient insect with the blood of the Sky Demon.

This insect is extremely ferocious, invulnerable to water and fire, has infinite strength and amazing defense.

If that sword struck a third-level flying rock-winged evil, it would only damage their fur at most.

After reading Tong Huyun's notes, Chen Ping could only sigh at this man's extraordinary luck.

Decades ago, Tong Huyun accidentally discovered an insect chamber in an abandoned ice stone vein.

The two Flying Rock Wings were frozen in a glistening block of ice, motionless.

Tong Huyun broke the ice cubes, tamed them, and recognized them as his master.

The two demons happen to be a male and female pair. After decades of cultivation, five of them have reached adulthood and have laid more than a dozen eggs.

Flying Rockwings like to eat spiritual grass, spiritual flowers, spiritual fruits and other things.

The higher the grade of the spiritual grasses fed, the shorter their growth cycle.

However, the individual strength of the Zerg is relatively weak. Unless they are surrounded by hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of them, it will have no effect.

The bloodline of Flying Rock Winged Evil is considered to be excellent. If you raise dozens of adult ones, it can be regarded as a powerful means of fighting.

However, Chen Ping has no intention of raising insects for the time being.

After throwing dozens of first-level spiritual grasses around the insect eggs, he withdrew his consciousness.

…

Golden Pearl Space.

Chen Ping's soul was floating in the air, his eyes staring downwards without blinking, as if he had lost his mind.

Just now, under the impact of divine consciousness, the space range expanded for the third time.

The brown land that came into view was about sixty feet in diameter, and the scenery outside was still covered with thick golden fog, making it difficult to see the reality clearly.

In the new place, there is a familiar ground cover upside down.

It was the items sealed inside that stunned Chen Ping, almost as if he was in a dream.

"High-grade puppetry technique!"

Chen Ping took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

After a while, he regained his composure on the surface, lowered his figure, and walked near the ground cover.

Within this small earth cover, there was only a colorful jade slip hovering.

Previously, Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness came into contact with the earth cover and instantly understood the brief information about the treasure.

The Purple Void Immortal Puppet Code, a rare treasure from the upper level of heaven.

No wonder Chen Ping couldn't hold back his excitement. The value of this top-notch secret technique is basically the same as that of the soul secret technique.

Chen Ping has refined more than a dozen finished puppets, but none of them retains the innate magical powers he had during his lifetime. In fact, this has nothing to do with his puppet-making skills.

It's just that the level of the Puppet Essence Technique he is currently practicing is too low, and he is unable to bring out the many magical powers of the Puppet Path.

After cultivating the heavenly puppet surgery, the monk can also make mana into puppet crystals to replace the massive consumption of spiritual stones.

In short, the Puppet Essence Technique cannot even be called a waste in front of the Immortal Puppet Code. There is no need to compare the two.
Chapter completed!